usatvline Chapter 456 Gambling—Saint
Chapter 456 Gambling—Saint
Zhang Lang thought there was nothing wrong with it. It was just like going to work. Since he had hired me, he had to pay me whether I worked or not.
Because - time is money, every inch of time is worth a coin.
Not wanting to pay attention to Zhang Lang's misconduct, Haitang took out the savings book with 30 million US dollars and gave it to Zhang Lang. The amount after conversion was far more than what she had promised Zhang Lang in the beginning.
Haitang added: "I was afraid it wouldn't be enough, so I thought about getting more. I just wanted to be safe."
Zhang Lang waved his hand nonchalantly: "Leave it to me, don't worry, Fifth Brother, go get the money out. You don't have to follow me tomorrow, just stay with Haitang."
Long Wu: "Yamaguchi-gumi's Kusashi Xiongba also went to participate in the gambling game."
"They also arranged for people to participate in the gambling game?"
"It seems like she just went there to show her face and watch the fun. Nanako doesn't know much about it. She doesn't care much about what's going on in the Yamaguchi-gumi."
"Oh, what a pity. I lost a lot of money."
There is a string of black lines on Long Wu’s head.
"Ah Lang, I'll give you the money after I take it out?"
Zhang Lang shook his head to indicate that it was not necessary. "You go and buy the outside bets. When the last few people come to the gambling table, you can just bet on me to win."
"You use your real name?"
Zhang Lang stroked his chin and panted, "Let's call him the Gambling Saint."
……
Sister Hua brought Zhuolan to the casino.
Gambling king Zhang Tianding and his daughter Zhang Meiru were winning easily in Qiu Xiaochi's casino.
Zhang Tianding, the gambling king of North America, has a treacherous look on his face and talks a lot about morality and justice. He is a typical beast in human form.
The old fox is a great actor, but what is the biggest taboo for gamblers?
That means you don't recognize any relatives.
The technology fanatic Tu Tianlong was also killing everyone on the other side.
The purpose of Tu Tianlong's visit this time is to seek revenge on Zhang Tianding. This is only the first step of his revenge. He will continue to torture Zhang Tianding.
Guess why his name is Tu Tianlong?
Because he had two targets for revenge, one was Nie Wanlong and the other was Zhang Tianding.
If gambling skills are not enough, technology can make up for it.
Tu Wanlong came back thirty years late, and this big gamble is the best opportunity.
Almost all the people who are going to win and become the invincible king are here.
As for why Shi Zhikang didn’t come?
Because - I didn't let.
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There are also people coming from South Korea.
Mr. Gaoni Peace, the con man.
They just came to see the world, after all, they were just playing a small gambling game.
It doesn't matter, these two are just little Karami, nothing special at all.
Only Ms. Zheng’s big breasts are nice, but unfortunately they haven’t arrived yet.
The person the little ghost hit was Gao Jin's good friend.
Xiaodao died, but he survived by some strange coincidence.
This time, the girl with tattoos shaking the dice came to join in the fun.
……
There were also other representatives from both the black and white worlds of gambling from Hong Kong Island, the United States, South Korea, and the Little Devil who were not present.
1.6 billion US dollars and the external market, plus personal gambling money, this time alone is enough to launder a lot of money.
Qiu Xiaochi sat in the office and agreed with representatives from various countries that in the end only six people would be required to participate, and the minimum stakes must not be less than 100 million yuan, and they could choose to continue after losing their chips.
Of course, if we continue here, we need to be able to come up with something of equal value.
You can't just pull out a promissory note and say there's 30 million dollars in it.
Qiu Xiaochi looked at Chen Jincheng with an idiotic look. Only an idiot like him would believe it.
What God of Gamblers, what King of Gamblers, in the final analysis, they are just a bunch of small con men. Here, whoever opens the cards first loses.
Basically, without looking at the bottom card, the minimum bet is 500 million.
If you have an AK in your hand, you can attack directly with 10 million.
I don’t care about a billion, and ten million is nothing.
If the attack is successful and a pair is formed, even the gods will be in trouble, and people will start rummaging through the boxes and drawers on the table to get US dollars. Even 50 million will not be enough.
Then, an appraiser must be arranged on site to verify the capital.
And guns are not allowed, and people entering the venue must have their personal belongings carefully checked. This is the key point.
If Gao Jin loses the bet and suddenly takes out a weapon that makes all beings equal, then his win would be in vain.
After everything was discussed, everyone left.
Qiu Xiaochi opened the drawer and took out a pistol made of ivory. The pistol could hold two bullets at a time. Although it was only two bullets, if used properly, it would have unexpected effects.
Qiu Xiao laughed weirdly. With two bullets, how could he not hit Gao Jin with either shot?
As for the others?
Qiu Xiaochi didn't take it to heart at all.
Unfortunately, this time because Zhang Lang's concept god skills were activated, many gambling experts came.
Even the technology fanatic Tu Tianlong is not someone Qiu Xiaochi can deal with.
Even Gao Jin, a master of psychological warfare, would be defeated if he met Tu Tianlong.
By implanting a chip in the brain, he could even kill his own son.
He has absolutely no gamblers' biggest taboos.
"Boss, there's a man outside who wants to see you. He said you asked him to come." The men pushed the door open. Scarface was seriously injured. It was conservatively estimated that he would need at least half a year of treatment and recuperation. They, this group of people, could finally get through this. He was so excited that he didn't even knock on the door. He just pushed the door open without any manners and walked in carelessly.
Qiu Xiaochi's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction. He put away the ivory pistol in his hand and asked in a serious tone, "Did I ask him to come? Did that person say his name?"
"I told you, his name is Tu Jun, and he is accompanied by a middle-aged man with a flat head."
"Okay, bring the person here. Remember to knock on the door next time you enter my office." Qiu Xiaochi was in a good mood and forgave this short-sighted subordinate this time.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, boss. I'll pay attention next time. I'll bring the person over right away." The subordinate realized it later and broke out in a cold sweat. The boss was not easy to get along with. He quickly bowed and apologized in a low voice. The boss said that next time... would he be shot if he turned around? Or would he be shot if he walked in with his left foot first?
"Go, go." Qiu Xiaochi reached for the ivory gun, wanting to test the power of the gun, waiting for the moment when his younger brother turned around.
The younger brother nodded and bowed, stepping back step by step, but he didn't turn around.
Didn't expect it, I predicted your prediction.
Qiu Xiaochi: ...
Two and a half minutes later.
Tu Jun and Zhang Baocheng were brought into the office.
"Can you help me beat the gambling god Gao Jin?" Qiu Xiaochi asked Zhang Baocheng straight to the point, and Tu Jun was automatically ignored by him.
Zhang Baocheng said nothing, but just kept performing magic. He took out a photo of the gambling god Gao Jin's back and tore it into three pieces in front of Qiu Xiaochi.
Then he put it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it casually, then took out a new one.
There was no way. Gao Jin was his friend, and he had several such photos in his pocket. The magician's sleight of hand was no joke.
"I can help you replace his trump card." Just a simple sentence, plus a photo that was instantly restored.
Qiu Xiaochi was already half convinced.